Chapter 111: Fame and fortune are empty

"This is a national treasure-level collection, it can't be bought and sold casually in China, let alone abroad, you should have a patriotic heart and donate it to Huaxia!" Professor Dong patiently persuaded Bao Xiaofei.

"What heart? Why don't I have it?" Bao Xiaofei smacked his mouth and asked, he really wanted to be like Tang Seng to spit out a plate of hearts for the old professor to see, in the end that heart is patriotic?

"Also, if this is genuine, you have to keep it, not afraid of thieves stealing it, but afraid of thieves!"

"If you can trust me, I'll take it back, find a few more experts in this area to identify, and then return you!"

"It's not good, since you can't identify it, professor, I'd better take it and treasure it myself!" Bao Xiaofei said, and went up to grab the rice paper.

"You're going to take it to the imperial capital, think too much! You are carrying a collection, and I'm afraid it's a pennant, and my head hasn't been kicked by a donkey!" Bao Xiaofei scolded in his heart, rolled up the rice paper, and prepared to leave.

"I'm sorry to bother you, Professor Dong, I'll visit you at Qingcheng Academy another day!"

Bao Xiaofei walked towards the door with the Qingming Shanghe map.

"Wait a minute, Mr. Bao, don't you really want to know if this Qingming Riverside picture is real or fake?"

The old professor stopped Bao Xiaofei and asked.

Bao Xiaofei turned around and spread his hands, his clothes didn't matter.

Of course, at this time, he already knew the answer, this picture of the Qingming Riverside must be the authentic work of Zhang Zeduan in the Northern Song Dynasty, but the one that the royal family treasured back then.

The identification of Professor Yue is also to dispel the last doubt in his heart, in fact, the things rewarded by the system have never appeared fakes.

Unless there is only one possibility, there were two Zhang Zeduans in the Northern Song Dynasty, and they were both famous painters, and both of them had works that have been handed down to future generations, of course, this possibility is almost none.

Therefore, he concluded that this Qingming Shanghe map must be genuine.

Humming a little song, Bao Xiaofei walked quickly towards the outside of the hotel.

As soon as he reached the door of the building, the old professor panted and chased after him, and his reading glasses slipped under the bridge of his nose.

Not for anything else, just for this authentic handiwork, he doesn't want Bao Xiaofei to circulate this authentic handiwork in the market, if he can take the initiative to return it to the above, even if he rewards this young man with some money, it's okay!

This work of applying for an award can be done entirely by him. So, with this thought, the old professor was also greedy.

So he didn't say the market price of the painting, he thought that he could bring the painting back to the imperial capital, find someone to imitate it and give it to Bao Xiaofei, and keep the original painting for himself.

Anyway, the young man in front of him is not very old, so he can fool around.

He thought that young people were curious and could fool without telling the truth, but he didn't expect Bao Xiaofei to leave immediately, and all his thoughts and thoughts came to naught.

At this time, the old professor regretted it a little!

Even if you can't get it in your own hands, you can't fall into the hands of others, and this priceless treasure, once it circulates in the market, will inevitably cause a shock in the collecting world.

For him, fame and fortune are just empty!

It's a national treasure, and if you identify it, you'll be able to make it famous overseas.

In the future, the tide will rise, and maybe a painting will make you fame and fortune, but now...

"Hey, you can't be insatiable, you have made a fool of yourself!" the old professor let out a long sigh when he saw Bao Xiaofei.

"Old professor, is there anything else?" asked Bao Xiaofei humming a song.

"That, Mr. Bao, can you let me take one last look at this painting?" The old professor wanted to take the opportunity to delay the time, and when he went out, he had already released the news in the circle of friends, and an expert would come here soon.

Bao Xiaofei took out the rice paper, quickly circled in front of the old professor, continued to put it in his pocket, and turned to leave.

The old professor didn't even see the last side of Qingming Shanghe Garden, so he was taken away by Bao Xiaofei. Of course, this incident quickly caused a stir in the Blue Market collecting world.

Qingming Shanghe map reappeared in the rivers and lakes, and the news was no less than that of any of us.

The old professor continued to return to the hotel accommodation, picked up his mobile phone and called the police, he didn't want Bao Xiaofei to swallow this national treasure Chinese painting alone.

It is better to treasure anywhere than in a museum. In fact, they don't know that the safest place is Bao Xiaofei's storage space.

The calligraphy and painting were lying in his storage space at this time.

He walked around for a moment, then took out the black plastic bag and started picking up garbage everywhere.

Ten minutes later, a burst of sirens sounded in the blue market, and people speculated that something major must have happened.

A few minutes later, the hotel where Bao Xiaofei stayed last night was surrounded by the whole process.

According to the police, the Qingming Shanghe Map, which has been lost for many years, appears here, and it is held by a young man in his twenties, and this person's behavior is relatively strange, if it is not controlled as soon as possible, I am afraid it will cause a lot of unnecessary trouble.

When several policemen who solved the case mysteriously rushed into the room where the old professor was, he was the only one in the room sitting on the bed in a daze with the broken magnifying glass.

Chapter 111: Fame and fortune are empty

"This is a national treasure-level collection, it can't be bought and sold casually in China, let alone abroad, you should have a patriotic heart and donate it to Huaxia!" Professor Dong patiently persuaded Bao Xiaofei.

"What heart? Why don't I have it?" Bao Xiaofei smacked his mouth and asked, he really wanted to be like Tang Seng to spit out a plate of hearts for the old professor to see, in the end that heart is patriotic?

"Also, if this is genuine, you have to keep it, not afraid of thieves stealing it, but afraid of thieves!"

"If you can trust me, I'll take it back, find a few more experts in this area to identify, and then return you!"

"It's not good, since you can't identify it, professor, I'd better take it and treasure it myself!" Bao Xiaofei said, and went up to grab the rice paper.

"You're going to take it to the imperial capital, think too much! You are carrying a collection, and I'm afraid it's a pennant, and my head hasn't been kicked by a donkey!" Bao Xiaofei scolded in his heart, rolled up the rice paper, and prepared to leave.

"I'm sorry to bother you, Professor Dong, I'll visit you at Qingcheng Academy another day!"

Bao Xiaofei walked towards the door with the Qingming Shanghe map.

"Wait a minute, Mr. Bao, don't you really want to know if this Qingming Riverside picture is real or fake?"

The old professor stopped Bao Xiaofei and asked.

Bao Xiaofei turned around and spread his hands, his clothes didn't matter.

Of course, at this time, he already knew the answer, this picture of the Qingming Riverside must be the authentic work of Zhang Zeduan in the Northern Song Dynasty, but the one that the royal family treasured back then.

The identification of Professor Yue is also to dispel the last doubt in his heart, in fact, the things rewarded by the system have never appeared fakes.

Unless there is only one possibility, there were two Zhang Zeduans in the Northern Song Dynasty, and they were both famous painters, and both of them had works that have been handed down to future generations, of course, this possibility is almost none.

Therefore, he concluded that this Qingming Shanghe map must be genuine.